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Old Black Joe

Gone are the days

When my heart was young and gay

Gone are toils

Of the cotton fields awayGone to the fields

Of a better land, I know

I hear those gentle voices callin' me

Old Black JoeI'm comin', I'm comin'

Though my head is bendin' low

I hear those gentle voices calling

Old Black JoeI'm comin' home (I'm comin' home)

Well, I'm comin' home (I'm comin' home)

Though my head (my head, my head is bendin' low)

I hear those gentle voices calling

Old Black JoeGone are the days

When my heart was young and gay

Gone are the toils of the cotton fields, away

Gone to the fields of a better land I know

I hear those gentle voices calling

Old Black JoeI'm comin' home (I'm comin' home)

Oh, an' I'm comin' home (I'm comin' home)

Well oh well, my head (my head) is bendin' low

I hear those gentle voices calling

Old Black JoeI'm comin' home (I'm comin' home)

Oh, an' I'm comin' home (I'm comin' home)

Can ya see my head (my head) is bendin' low

I hear those gentle voices calling

Old Black JoeOld Black JoeOld Black Joe

Songwriters

ABBOTT, STEVE / TILLEY, IAN / LOLE, SIMON / TRADITIONAL, / WRITER, UNKNOWN /Published by

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